Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: October Fall. Season in Hell. Keep It Comin'.

I'm turning, twisting in my bed just laying down
your hands all over me,
she whispers softly
"Let's move it to the ground"
take it down like a pill and let it digest
and feel the change in the pit of my chest
when you wake undress
i'm messed up and choked just another time that
you fucked up

Your eyes got a hold on me and they've got me
sinking in cement
don't panic, breathe
when you're walking out on me

been spending these last years just waiting around
not gonna sit here and watch what we both
believe in pass me by
take it down like a pill and let it digest
and feel the change in the pit of my chest
when you wake undress

i'm messed up and choked just another time that
you fucked up


Your eyes got a hold on me and they've got me
sinking in cement
don't panic, breathe
when you're walking out on me

keep it comin' or i'm gonna let you down
keep it comin' dont you bother to come back now
keep it comin' cause i'm gonna let you down
just don't talk
just don't talk
keep it comin' this is donw when i leave town



Ostatnio wyszukiwane